~Reflections~
Like Reflections in clear water
My mind dances in prisms of color
The beauty of Nature is like an open door
Into the greatest depths of Love
~
~Reflections~
Like Reflections in clear water
My mind dances in prisms of color
The beauty of Nature is like an open door
Into the greatest depths of Love
~
Poetry is what is lost in translation.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
Title | Comments | Submitted |
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Title | Comments | Submitted |
~MY LOVE VOW~ | 0 | 12/28/2009 |
~ The Window Of Tinted Glass ~ | 2 | 09/10/2009 |
~ GOD'S BREATH ~ | 1 | 09/10/2009 |
~Sinner Boy ~ | 1 | 09/10/2009 |
~ Prayer For A Friend ~ | 0 | 09/10/2009 |
~ A Love Poem Sent From Heaven ~ | 0 | 09/10/2009 |
~ Golden Anniversary ~ | 1 | 09/10/2009 |
~Reflections~ | 0 | 09/10/2009 |
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